as summer approaches, i often find myself fantasizing about having my own little beach house, tucked away on the venice canals, or perhaps paradise cove, or on the beaches of martha’s vineyard. just a warm weather bohemian beach shack (sans wifi!) where i can pad around barefoot and barely dressed. most beach shacks come with a hefty price tag these days, so i suppose i’ll just keep fantasizing and creating the perfect mood board of what life might look like there by the sunny seaside. maybe if i visualize hard enough it might come true — they say if you’re going to dream, dream big.